Cassandra Of Troy Novels & Stories

I acknowledge, looking back and forth between my mates, who are all sticking their noses into huge, old books. Well, all of them, except Fynn who just spins them around bored. “That would make Cassandra an old ancient wolf spirit who is also a guardian of some kind of Goddess,” Hendrick observes. “What is she saying about that?” ‘I don’t remember much from my years before I got you,’ she answers, making Cayden groan. “She doesn’t remember anything of her life before Missy,” he answers Hendrick’s question.

I mumbled "My instinct is right! It's her!" I look at Patty who looks like a lotto winner after viewing her so-called instincts right. "Who is she?" "She's Cassandra, the campus queen and topped 2 for being the most famous student of the whole campus, next to Zeke." She's Cassandra? "I have read about her," I whispered into the air. She's the real antagonist of Zeke and Krisha's love story. She's Zeke's childhood friend. I look at Krisha who seems to be amazed about what she sees. She has this beaming smile while looking at Cassandra standing in the crowd, waving her hand like a celebrity.

Due to unexpected circumstances, she accepts the offer, little does she know the prince is no knight in shining armor. Meet Rodriguez Astley A smart, hardworking, handsome, and arrogant billionaire prince. He is everything a woman could ever want. With his adonis skin, silky black hair, and blue eyes he could get any woman in his bed. He is married to a loving and submissive model wife Emelia, who loves him dearly. What happens when he crosses paths with Cassandra on a business trip in New Orleans, and she coincidentally becomes His Surrogate.

I miss you Mom. Lilly’s POV: Sophia Carter, an 18 year old British model like girl with blonde hair and exquisite features and body, incredibly social and friendly in nature comes into my life stealing my crush, my first love away from me. I loathe her. She makes me self-conscious and I hate it. I am tall and beautiful but there is a softer touch to her than me. I feel rough and belligerent and like a boy compared to her. “I should just go and tell him how I feel about him”

She infiltrated Cassandra's inner circle, gathering information and exposing her deceitful tactics. With each revelation, Cassandra's power diminished, her control slipping away like sand through her fingers. We watched as her desperate attempts to dismantle our happiness only fueled our determination to protect what was rightfully ours. And in the face of adversity, our love grew stronger. We clung to each other, finding solace in the unwavering support that defined our relationship. The storms that Cassandra had conjured only served to solidify our bond, reminding us of the depth of our love and the resilience of our spirits.

"You crossed half of Europe. You exposed yourself. You walked into my territory. Why?" Cassandra smiled. "Because I wanted to see the man who stole my greatest investment." Lorenzo's eyes narrowed. "My wife isn't your investment." "No? You protected her. You trained her. You taught her loyalty. You made her strong." Cassandra tilted her head. "Everything I hoped she would become." Lorrie's stomach turned. "What are you talking about?" Cassandra slowly walked forward. Surprisingly, no one stopped her. She halted only a few feet from Lorrie.

Maybe he was my celebrity crush before I lost my memory, and that explains why I felt so down at the knowledge that he was bound to another woman now. “Arggg! Remembering Grey Bradford is married has destroyed my mood,” Cassandra said in exasperation. “My childhood crush is gone! He married Medusa!” she added with irritation. Seeing the pissed expression on her face, a shadow of a smile appeared on my lips. Cass was no doubt a die-hard fan of the handsome billionaire. “Natalia Romani is very pretty and has a body to die for, but I never liked her, though.” “Because she took away the man you admired?” I asked her, concealing the smile on my lips while meeting her gaze.

Landen whispered as if there was a chance she had tracked us down and was right behind us but hiding behind the bushes. Which, to be honest, wasn't far off. Cassandra was not above these things. She had once followed one of her father's guards to his mistress's house and had found out that the guard and mistress were spying for a neighboring pack. She was also in love with the guard; finding out he and his mistress were traitors was just a bonus for her revenge plan. "Yes, she is insane, but she is also kind and organized and wants the best for me; she always has."

“Go-Good afternoon sir, “she stuttered. Storm scoffed a reply and left her there standing like a fool. Cassandra stomped her feet on the stair. Interrupting them was both intentional and unintentional. Intentional in the sense that she hated the fact that Bash was successfully seducing her trophy effortlessly, unintentional, because they were blocking the entrance to the hallway. *